Chapter 165: Drinking Games
Chen Qingrong chuckled, "That's what I meant. Come on, cheers."
"Dry."
The two had a drink.
Then it started.
Tang Xiaoru didn't take a few bites of the garlic clams, but instead focused on eating the lamb skewers.
Chen Qingrong was still asking, "Director, why don't you eat clams? Don't you like them?"
Tang Xiaoru shook her head. "I just eat meat. Meat is high-quality fat and it's not easy to gain weight."
Chen Qingrong's mouth twitched, and he complained weakly, "Let's just say it's almost midnight now. No matter what you eat as a midnight snack, you will definitely gain weight. Director, please stop deceiving yourself."
Tang Xiaoru said with a straight face, "I'm not deceiving myself, I'm being principled. Eat yours."
"Ok."
Chen Qingrong was too lazy to care about her.
If you don’t eat it, I will.
Just happened to be hungry.
Late-night snacks are like rewarding yourself. Either you never reward yourself in your life, or if you do, it will be difficult for you to quit. The most you can do is reduce the frequency.
Urban life is stressful, especially for workers in big cities like Shanghai. When people are under a lot of pressure, it is easy for them to overwork and gain weight. If they add the pressure of late-night snacks, they will gain weight even more easily.
That's how Chen Qingrong got that little belly fat.
But he is not fat overall, and his limbs are quite slender, except for a little belly.
This is also related to long-term sitting and lack of exercise.
Just like people who drive frequently, no matter men or women, they all have a big belly to some extent.
Hululu.
Chen Qingrong picked it up and drank a big mouthful of soup and then a sip of beer, only then did he feel satisfied.
"I'm full." Tang Xiaoru said suddenly after putting down a bamboo stick.
Chen Qingrong took a look and said helplessly, "Director, are you full after eating four skewers of lamb? What about the rest?"
Tang Xiaoru chuckled and said, "You can eat slowly tomorrow. Besides, although I didn't eat too much lamb skewers, I finished this can of beer. You know, beer fills up your stomach."
"Well, that's true." Chen Qingrong touched her belly and lifted her clothes up a little.
Tang Xiaoru immediately turned her face away and said angrily, "What are you doing? Do you think I'm your brother? Put your clothes down!"
Chen Qingrong put the clothes down with a wry smile and said, "Director, there's no need to be so surprised. I just lifted up my clothes and didn't take off my pants. It's not a problem."
"There is a difference between men and women."
"But..." Chen Qingrong wanted to say something, but stopped himself.
Tang Xiaoru immediately stared at him intently, "Are you going to talk about what happened that night again? Huh?"
Chen Qingrong quickly waved his hands and laughed, "No, no, no, we've already agreed not to talk anymore, why should I say anything more? Well, I'll continue drinking."
He picked up the beer and poured it into his mouth.
Tang Xiaoru looked at him deeply and suddenly asked, "Have you been thinking about what happened that night these days?"
puff!
Chen Qingrong sprayed the wine directly onto the ground.
"Hey, you're so disgusting. Fortunately you didn't spray me, otherwise, I would never let you go." Tang Xiaoru moved back in disgust.
Chen Qingrong quickly took out a napkin to wipe his mouth, still complaining, "Can you blame me for this, Director? Who told you to say something like that all of a sudden?"
"I'm just asking."
"Then how do you want me to answer you? Let me tell you that I think about what happened that night every night when I wake up in my dreams? Let me tell you that I wish I could do it again? Can I say such a thing? Do I have the face to say it?"
"You already said it." "..."
"I drank too much and got high." Chen Qingrong tried to save face without changing his expression.
Tang Xiaoru subconsciously wanted to cross her legs, but when she realized that she was wearing a skirt, she gave up the idea.
She was worried that if she crossed her legs, Chen Qingrong would misunderstand that she was seducing him.
Men are like this, especially Chu Nan who has never been in a relationship.
As long as women give them the slightest benefit, they will plunge into the trap of tenderness and be unable to extricate themselves.
This is what they call "splendidness with a little sunshine".
"Director, if you don't want to eat it, I'll take it away." Chen Qingrong changed the subject at this time.
Tang Xiaoru pointed at the beer in the bag and said, "Give me another can."
"You want to drink more? Then I'll drink with you."
Chen Qingrong brought her another can and got one for himself.
Tang Xiaoru said softly, "It's boring to just drink like this, how about we play a game?"
Chen Qingrong blushed, "Are we playing those little games where you play rock-paper-scissors and drink, and then you take off your clothes after you finish drinking?"
Tang Xiaoru, "???"
"Where did you know about this kind of fun game?" Tang Xiaoru's face darkened. "Have you played it before?"
Chen Qingrong quickly said, "I didn't, I definitely didn't! I heard it from Sun Cheng. He told me before that he often plays like this with girls."
Tang Xiaoru's expression eased a little, but she was still very angry and said, "In the future, you should have less contact with Sun Cheng. He has taught you bad things. Now you are getting worse and worse."
Chen Qingrong didn't dare to respond.
Tang Xiaoru continued, "Let's play finger-guessing. Do you know how to do it?"
"Do you know how to play finger-guessing, Director?"
"I know a little bit. My dad taught me. I used to play with him during the Chinese New Year and other festivals."
"But I don't know how to do that." Chen Qingrong smiled awkwardly. "I don't think I'm really good at this kind of culture. When I was dining with clients before, I just drank dryly and at most I flattered them. I really don't know how to play finger-guessing games."
Tang Xiaoru said casually, "Then you should learn it. Otherwise, when you come to my house during the New Year or other holidays, my dad will want to play with you. If you don't know how to play, how can you accompany him?"
Chen Qingrong's eyes lit up, "Can I come to your house for dinner during the New Year or other holidays?"
Tang Xiaoru froze, then realized that she had let the cat out of the bag. She drank half of the can of wine in one breath and slammed it on the table.
"I'm going back to bed." She stood up and was about to leave.
Chen Qingrong was anxious, "You haven't answered me yet, are you hinting at something with what you just said?"
"I didn't hint at anything, don't misinterpret it!"
"Forehead!"
"I go first."
Tang Xiaoru left as soon as she said she would, but maybe because she got up too hastily, her calf hit the table leg. She said "Cao Nima" and fell directly into Chen Qingrong's arms.
Chen Qingrong quickly hugged her, and seeing that she was crying in pain, he quickly stood up and helped her sit down again.
"Are you okay, Director? Why are you so careless?" Chen Qingrong squatted on the ground and looked at her bruised calf, and blamed her.
Tang Xiaoru gritted her teeth and patted his shoulder hard, "I didn't say anything when I fell on you just now, and you didn't hear anything, right?"
Chen Qingrong, "..."
"You still care about your image at this time? Okay, I didn't hear anything. Does your leg hurt? How can I help you? Can I help you with my mouth?"
Chen Qingrong said this very seriously.
He even swallowed his saliva.
(End of this chapter)
